Ok it's been a couple week since my last chapter. I made a real effort to show emotion from both characters, that isn't sexual in any manner. This chapter focused on what exactly a person in love will do to ensure their lovers protection. I also concentrated on the battle aspects some, trying to embellish that super human legendary warrior title that Halo heroes are well known for. Please read, review, favy, etc.....
As Usual, all my love and good wishes,
~The Shadowed Gunslinger~
Sprinting deeper into the facility, they notice together, that they are no encountering any resistance anymore. Curious as to the cause, they delve deeper and deeper, finally coming into a cavern, spanning what seems like miles. Gold, all they saw was Gold. Line after line of Elite Soldiers, each carrying standard Energy swords. An Invasion in the making. A devastating force. They were looking on at another figure. It was seated in a floating chair. A Regent. It did not matter which. It had prepared this army for a reason, and now they had to figure a way to stop it at all costs.
Looking round the room Cassandra noticed the ceiling of the cavern was formed in a high arch, with tresses reaching to a center pavilion. Stationed there was a number of Elites. Not as powerful as their brethren below, but easily a match for ten times the normal marines, they would send on a mission of this nature. The thousands within this room, would easily destroy any army they came against. They had to find a way to kill as many as possible.
Looking over at the Chief, Cassandra saw him make a series of hand signals. Satchel Charges......mount......ceiling....explode....collapse. She nodded as the next series of signals, shook her to the core. I...Distract......Covenant....Mount....Run....No....Return.....Save....Yourself.....Love You. With this He leaped into the army of a thousand Covenant warriors, and began the most senseless slaughter in the history of the Covenant-Earth War. Knowing She had to do this, she ran to the first tress and leaped onto the closest beam.
Running it's length as fast as she could, she a series of grenades and bubble shields, all deploying and exploding at once. The central hub that connected the tresses, fell to the Covenant Ocean Below in a cloud of dust and rock, the screams of the Elites reached her ears, as she leaped to the ceiling, placing the five minuted timed charged, and torpedoing herself to the floor below, next to the Chief. She moved to his position as quickly as she could. By this time the mounds of elite corpses had grown, creating a wall bottleneck. The Chief stands in the Middle Of this circle of hell, doused in covenant blood as he wields one energy sword in each hand.
The Covenant Circle him waiting for the opportunity to dispatch the heretic. They see he has killed their brethren, and wish revenge, but this silent stranger has killed alone more than half the numbers that were in the cavern, and he has now been joined by another, who appears to be just as dangerous. The regent long fled in cowardice, they now were charged to deal with this problem. They all charged at once. A quarter of a thousand all at once.
The Chief and Cassandra saw the charge begin, and dropped grenades where they stood and leaped straight up. They watched from above as a tenth of the Charge was disintegrated, and the same number was thrown away from the blast, incapacitated, or dying. They now stood back to back, Him slashing, and stabbing, her firing, and blasting, moving in unison....Making love in their minds to each other, as they manufactured death for the Covenant.
They worked their way towards the door, and reaching the exit, broke the assault. They ran, side by side, killing everything crossing the path they were burning through the facility. They heard a distant explosion a moment later, and new they had but a minute, perhaps to make it out of the mountain side.
The Tunnel to exit the facility began to collapse around them, and nearly fifty feet from the exit, the Chief, grasps her hand, and when she believes they are about to spend their last moments together, suddenly feels her body lurch as the Chief Throws her clear of the collapse, and is buried.
As she lays on the ground for nearly a minute after the debris stops falling, looking into what is left, of the collapsed cavern, she begins to wail, and cry. The tears begin to fog the visor in her helmet, and reaching to the pressure lock removes it. She looks inside at the picture, an exact copy of the one she had given the chief, and he claimed was lost. Looking at it, she reminisced about how they had loved each other, and wanted so badly to have had a life with him.
As her tears begin to dry on her face, the taste of the salt on her lips, she hears the rocks around the collapsed tunnel begin to move, and slowly, John stands, removes his helmet, and smiles.
